Chapter 91 Returning to the meditation room and taking a bath
Yan Tingnan's Adam's apple bobbed, all his rebukes were swallowed back by the cold trembling in his arms.
Beneath his palm, the jagged joints of her back pressed against him through her soaked thin shirt, feeling as cold as ice.
My heart clenched with fear the moment I felt it!
He scooped Su Ruan up in his arms, mud dripping from her drooping skirt and leaving deep stains on his windbreaker.
Yan Tingnan turned around with Su Ruan in his arms, the mud reaching above their ankles.
The rear door of the G-Class popped open.
Yan Tingnan bent down and carefully tucked the person in his arms into a dry corner of the back seat.
Immediately, he took a long stride and squeezed in.
He slammed the door shut, shutting out the bleak and rainy world outside.
The cramped space was instantly filled with the damp, cold smell of mud and the two people's hot breaths.
Yan Tingnan locked the car door behind her, leaving the driver and guide outside.
Su Ruan huddled in the corner, her soaked white dress clinging to her body, her lips turning purple from the cold, and she shivering slightly.
Yan Tingnan directly unzipped his windbreaker, and took off the mud-covered windbreaker, revealing the relatively dry dark gray fleece lining inside.
He reached out and grabbed her cold, wet ankle beneath her skirt!
"Hiss... It's cold!"
Su Ruan shivered from the cold.
Yan Tingnan's expression darkened further.
He then grabbed her shoulder with one hand and grabbed the soaking wet fabric of her skirt with the other!
Sizzle!
The sound of tearing fabric was especially clear inside the enclosed carriage!
In a few quick movements, he peeled off the muddy, damp white dress, rolled it into a ball, and threw it on the doormat.
Su Ruan felt a chill run through her body!
There wasn't even time to feel shy; all I felt was a sudden lightness.
He wrapped the dry, warm inner lining around Su Ruan's body, pulling the zipper up from her chin to the top.
The wide hem of her dress covered her hips and reached her thighs, revealing only her bare legs and her feet, which were red from the cold.
Like a child who has stolen and put on an adult's clothes.
"Yan Tingnan!"
Su Ruan was both ashamed and angry.
"You bandit!"
Yan Tingnan ignored her.
He grabbed a blanket and draped it over her head and legs, wrapping her up tightly like a wrapped rice dumpling.
After quickly finishing these tasks, he coldly yelled at the outside.
"Get in the car!"
The sound was deep and hoarse, crashing into the wind and rain.
The driver wiped his face and quickly climbed into the driver's seat.
The guide also realized what was happening and scrambled onto the passenger seat.
With the engine roaring, the G-Wagon rolled through the mud and plunged back into the rain.
Yan Tingnan raised her hand and bent the warm air vent down further, blowing it forcefully onto her legs wrapped in her windbreaker.
Then he grabbed her two cold ankles and pulled her out without saying a word.
He pressed his mud-covered feet against his burning belly.
Even through his soaked cotton T-shirt, the intense heat from his taut abs kept radiating outwards.
Su Ruan was completely stunned, and her frozen toes suddenly curled up.
The scalding heat from the soles of my feet burned all the way to my ears.
I want to withdraw.
He pressed down harder on her feet, the rough calluses rubbing against the delicate skin on the instep.
Yan Tingnan kept a straight face and reached out to feel her arm wrapped in the fleece jacket.
His brows furrowed even more.
"Still cold?"
Su Ruan looked at his chin, which was still covered in mud, and his wet black hair was messily hanging over his forehead.
My heart felt like it was being soaked in warm water, both sore and swollen.
She gently shook her head.
"It's not cold anymore."
The heater in the carriage was on full blast, making everyone drowsy.
The guide huddled in the passenger seat, patting his chest with lingering fear, speaking in a thick Sichuan accent.
"My goodness! You're too fierce, little girl!"
"That rock flew past the train car! I was scared out of my wits!"
"She floored the accelerator without even blinking, practically snatching the steering wheel from the clutches of death!"
He spoke with great enthusiasm, his words carrying the exaggerated and admiring tone characteristic of men from Southwest China.
He turned his head and gave a thumbs-up to the back seat.
"Boss Yan, your wife is really something! She's got guts!"
Woman?
Yan Tingnan frowned, but did not refute.
Su Ruan, wrapped in a blanket with only her wet eyes showing, raised an eyebrow at Yan Tingnan triumphantly.
"Did you hear that? The guide is praising me."
"Am I amazing?"
Her voice carried a hint of naive pride, like a child begging for candy.
Yan Tingnan turned his face away.
In the dim light, his deep-set eyes held an unyielding ferocity, and something even deeper was churning within them.
The guide's praise and Su Ruan's slight smugness pierced his ears like needles.
Every word reminded him of what she had just gone through.
"sharp?"
His voice was deep and cold, like it had been chilled to the bone.
"Driving a beat-up car through a landslide area, risking your life against the Grim Reaper, is that impressive?"
"Do you know that if that rock had been just a little more off to the side, you'd be a pile of mud right now!"
It was anger, it was fear, it was the lingering fear that had been suppressed to the extreme!
"What else can we do? Wait to be buried here?"
Su Ruan muttered softly, her voice tinged with a stubborn refusal to admit defeat.
"My life isn't as valuable as you think."
He scoffed, a self-deprecating ruthlessness in his voice.
"What desperate situation haven't I, Yan Tingnan, overcome in my lifetime?"
"Do you need your skinny little body to try and be a hero?"
The words were firm.
The blanket wrapped around her was carefully tucked in.
The hand gripping her ankle tightened silently.
"I told you, your life is more important than anything else."
All of Su Ruan's pride and resentment were shattered by these words.
Looking at his profile, which was filled with lingering fear and exhaustion, she felt a pang of sadness and tenderness in her heart.
She wrapped her windbreaker, still warm from his body heat, tighter around him and quietly moved closer.
Her cold, muddy fingers carefully hooked onto his large, equally muddy hand, which was dangling by the side of the seat.
Yan Tingnan's body stiffened slightly.
I couldn't shake them off.
He turned his hand and tightly gripped her icy fingers in his burning palm.
Their fingers were intertwined.
The storm was left behind.
The road ahead is muddy and uncertain.
But his journey home was already in his heart.
It was the whole world he had lost and then regained.
By the time the vehicle drove back to Qiyun Ancient Temple along the slippery stone road, it was completely dark.
The car headlights pierced the rain, illuminating the anxious crowd waiting in the courtyard.
As soon as the car came to a stop, a figure rushed out anxiously from under the eaves.
"Su Ruan!"
Chen Yu's voice was anxious; he even forgot to open his umbrella, and the rain instantly soaked the stray hairs on his forehead and his light-colored coat.
Yan Tingnan pushed open the rear door.
He stepped out first, soaked to the bone, covered in mud, his eyes still showing a hint of coldness and exhaustion.
Shen Yu's eager gaze swept into the carriage.
How are you?
"I can't get through on the phone; the signal is completely cut off in the mountains!"
The back seat was dimly lit.
Su Ruan was completely wrapped in a black windbreaker covered in mud, with only her pale face and wet hair showing.
Shen Yu felt a sudden tightness in his heart.
Su Ruan was somewhat surprised to see Shen Yu.
"Shen Yu? What brings you here?"
"I couldn't get in touch with you. I heard there were serious flash floods here, so I drove over this afternoon."
Shen Yu spoke quickly, his gaze sweeping over her with undisguised concern.
"Are you alright? Are you hurt?"
He naturally reached out to help her out of the car.
Yan Tingnan's eyes suddenly darkened, like an undercurrent surging beneath a calm sea.
His tall figure stood between the car door and Su Ruan, raindrops dripping down his taut jawline.
"She's fine."
Su Ruan caught a glimpse of Yan Tingnan's tense face out of the corner of her eye, and a wicked thought popped into her head.
Instead of dodging Shen Yu's outstretched hand, she took advantage of it and climbed out of the car.
"It's nothing, I just got a little rained on."
"Thank you for making the special trip."
Yan Tingnan's gaze swept over Su Ruan's ears, which were red from the cold.
An unnamed fire mixed with bitterness burned suffocating in my chest.
That idiot, he's still smiling at him?
Thank you?
Thank me for nothing!
His jawline tightened, and he stopped looking at them.
"Old Chen."
His voice was hoarse as he gave instructions to the equally disheveled driver.
"Processing vehicle".
"Yes, Mr. Yan!" the driver replied quickly.
Yan Tingnan didn't look at Su Ruan and Shen Yu again, and turned around directly.
I went back to my meditation room and took a bath.
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